Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 239

“You——”

Theresa Gordon’s face was red. It was not too much to describe the nasty man who stood in front of her to be shameless and despicable.

"Don't stare at me until eyes flare out. If you're blind, you can’t see me anymore and you'll be upset," Armand Bernie said as he started the car.

"How could you be that shameless?" Theresa can't seem to find any suitable word to describe him.

"If I was a respectable man, I wouldn't have come in your room that night...," Armand smiled.

Theresa took a deep breath and continued to convince herself not to get angry and argue with him, not to argue with him or else she was the one who suffered.

She bore with him. She wondered would be okay, that she hid when she reached the destination.

She couldn’t afford to offend him but then it should be okay to avoid him.

Armand turned to be serious and stopped irritating her, "Do not be angry."

Theresa ignored him and looked out the window.

She treated her as a human-like housefly.

They were in the recreational vehicle.

Boyce Shawn was not inside this time and the car was driven by an experienced chauffeur.

Dolores Flores was sitting in the back seat with two children, Simona Flores dozed off as she watched the cartoon so Samuel Flores silently took over the tablet to play a game named Super Brain.

The number game he previously played couldn’t satisfy him. He found that was too easy for him.

This time, the Super Brain was a little tougher.

He was intrigued, as the more difficult it was, the more he wanted to try it out.

Dolores caressed her daughter lovingly while reading the information Kevin Forbis had given her.

Matthew Nelson was reading the information supplied to him by Abbott Baron in the front seat, but he couldn't read a single word and peeked backward from time to time.

He wondered what she was doing now. How come there wasn’t any sound at all?

Simona usually couldn’t sit quietly in the car. Why was there no sound at this time?

"Mommy, I'm also sleepy, I'm going to sleep," Samuel said at the moment.

He shouted it loudly on purpose as if he wanted Matthew to know that he and his sister were asleep and could head over and chat to Dolores and enjoy the conversation between just two of them.

Matthew had wanted to walk over and check what Dolores was up to, and now that he heard Samuel’s voice, he couldn't stop himself any longer.

He shut the computer and sat on the sofa for a while. As he thought that Samuel should be asleep, he got up and headed to the back and put up the curtain so that people in the front couldn't see the rear.

Indeed, both children were lying down at the time, Simona was truly asleep. Maybe since the car was bumpy which make it just like a 'cradle', so she was sleeping soundly while Samuel was not sleeping at all but just pretending that he was asleep.

"Can you tell me what you're looking at?" Matthew approached and started a conversation with Dolores.

Dolores knew who was coming in, she didn't even bother to lift her head, and continued to study the material. She was still calculating where to put the machine when she returned to B city, and maximize the effect of promotion for the Tea Silk.

As time passed, people had forgotten about this silk, and several excellent materials had also been discovered throughout the years.

If she wanted to open up the market again, she needed to come out with strategies.

Matthew was speechless.

Was she trying to ignore him?

Did she just treat him as air?

"I'm looking at something. Do you want something to drink?" Dolores eventually raised her head.

Matthew gasped vigorously. In fact, he was not thirsty at all, and he came over was to see her.

"Are you ignoring me on purpose?" He lowered his voice.

He couldn't be as calm if there weren't two kids present at the time.

Was it considered self-control? For Dolores, it was a joke.

His mood would fluctuate in response to her attitude.

Dolores didn't want to remain at odds with him. "It was you who first alienated me. What did I do wrong, please tell me directly, and don't beat about the bush as I don't have the mood and energy to guess, seriously," she says.

Matthew gazed at her for a few seconds, "Are you keeping something from me?"

For a brief while, Dolores' heart pounded. Was he still suspicious?

Since that night, he had been asking her this question nonstop.

What did he notice?

What did he discover?